hannahbanana
I want to torch my memories
I want his face to leave
It's etched into my brain
His smile
His laugh
His touch
His eyes
They won't go away
When I close my eyes
instead of dark I see his face
Instead of dreaming I relive that night
He hit me
He threw me on the floor
He hit me with a belt
He yelled at me
F bombs like a stream from his mouth
An angry expression on his face
The look in his eyes
How do I escape his wrath?
I think of my self as a mole.
I dig my self deeper and deeper into to situations.
I lie till there is no possible way to get out.
I drink and do drugs till I get caught.
I don't turn in homework till I have straight F's.
I am a mole. Just digging my hole.
I'm tempted to scream
Everyone hates me
I have two houses
One house both my parents are angry
I have two allies
Neither of which are me
I'm tempted to run away